It is that stage in life where the day feels so full that there is barely room to breathe. With working full time, my day is brimming with stories, complaints, and check lists. My time at home is marked by conversations with my husband, bedtimes, and dishes. It is sweet to stop and breathe in cuddles with our little girl and smiles from the baby. Their giggles are infectious. Holding them warms my heart.
In the midst of busyness, God feels disinterested and distant. Reminders of His tenderness and love sound foreign to these well-trained Sunday school ears. I'm aware of His blessings and how all of it can be taken away in a moment. I'm grateful for my passionate husband and wonderful children. And yet, my heart is bored, cynical, and distracted.
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